Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
Warrior Forty failed to struggle out and only had time to close his eyes. Du Shoshou rushed over in a 720-degree spin, and sat heavily on the warrior's forty belly with his big ass.
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
Du Shoshou sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you bump your butt when you sat down just now? How about I rub it for you?"
Sima Pingfeng responded and strode towards An Zheng.
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
boom!
Sima Pingfeng took a few steps back, his face turning a little pale.
In addition to Fighter Sixteen, there are Fighter Twenty-Three, Fighter Twenty-seven, Fighter Eighteen, and Fighter Forty. A total of five warriors gathered around and blocked all An Zheng's escape routes.
Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
Walking not far from An Zheng, Sima Pingfeng looked around and said with a gloomy face: "You should know what situation you are in now. You have spent a lot of power in cultivation. The skill you just defeated Taotie exceeded the level of forbidden arts. The Dharma is indeed awe-inspiring, but can you still perform it? It’s not easy for you to cultivate, so hand over the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing, and I will give you a dignity.”
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
"Put, pew!"
An Zheng: "Can you please go away."
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
An Zheng: "Can you please go away."
Sima Pingfeng responded and strode towards An Zheng.
Sima Pingfeng sensed that something was not going well and ordered Warriors 18 and 23 to retreat quickly. The two warriors quickly retreated towards Sima Pingfeng. An Zheng suddenly appeared. These helpers looked very powerful. Sima Pingfeng was worried that if all the warriors died, it would be difficult for him to deal with him alone.
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
He pointed around, and several warriors slowly approached.
"You two accompany me to a place."
[Buddha's Wrath]
Warrior Sixteen was the first to take action, and the iron drill turned into a stream of light and stabbed An's throat.
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and took a breath: "Sit down and let me take my time."
"You... are so wanton and reckless in killing members of our Daxi Army, are you not afraid of our Daxi Army's attack?"
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
Du Shaoshou: "Okay."
Sima Pingfeng waved his hand: "Kill him and get back the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart."
The moment the wind hit the ground, the strong wind blasting out in all directions swept away all the debris from Warrior Sixteen's body. With a bang, all flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body was gone, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing there, but his eyes were still turning, filled with horror and disbelief.
Xu Meidai sat down cross-legged on the golden fire lotus. The golden fire was so docile in front of her.
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
Sima Pingfeng took a few steps back, his face turning a little pale.
The warrior sixteen fell to the ground, and the wind also fell to the ground.
Sima Pingfeng waved his hand: "Kill him and get back the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart."
boom!
Just at the moment when Warrior Sixteen was about to approach An Zheng, a woman's soft moaning sound was suddenly heard. Immediately afterwards, a storm appeared in front of An Zheng. It was only a stone's throw away from An Zheng but had no impact on An Zheng. There was no warning before the storm appeared suddenly. The storm lifted the approaching warrior Shiliu into the air. The storm spiraled into a tornado, as if there were countless wind lines that could not be broken away and tightly entangled the warrior Shiliu.
A large crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was directly smashed on the ground. With this blow, Warrior Forty was smashed into pieces, and no one could find where to go. Like a heavy bomb falling, waves of earth flew straight into the sky.
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
Sima Pingfeng took a few steps back, his face turning a little pale.
The warrior with the number sixteen embroidered on his clothes quickly moved closer to An Zheng, and the iron drill in his hand emitted a cold and faint light. This is a young man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with a straight figure and a cold and arrogant face.
An Zheng cupped his fists and returned the greeting: "Miss Xuan Yue."
Her two feet are enough to make people look at her. Even if you just sit there and stare at these feet all day, you will feel more and more beautiful as you look at them. There is a red rope tied to the white ankle, and there is a delicate bronze bell on it.
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
In addition to Fighter Sixteen, there are Fighter Twenty-Three, Fighter Twenty-seven, Fighter Eighteen, and Fighter Forty. A total of five warriors gathered around and blocked all An Zheng's escape routes.
The moment the wind hit the ground, the strong wind blasting out in all directions swept away all the debris from Warrior Sixteen's body. With a bang, all flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body was gone, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing there, but his eyes were still turning, filled with horror and disbelief.
[Buddha's Wrath]
At this moment, a huge black sickle spun and flew over from a distance, instantly visible. Fighter Twenty-Seven sensed the danger behind him and turned around quickly, stabbing out the iron drill like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. With a clang, the iron drill and the black sickle collided together, and the whirling sickle cut the iron drill into many pieces like slices.
An Zheng: "Can you please go away."
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power was almost exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battle, he also used the ultra-forbidden technique Yuan Lei Tian Explosion, which consumes the power of cultivation. Now, facing five warriors and one Holy Domain Marshal, the probability of defeating them is almost zero.
Walking not far from An Zheng, Sima Pingfeng looked around and said with a gloomy face: "You should know what situation you are in now. You have spent a lot of power in cultivation. The skill you just defeated Taotie exceeded the level of forbidden arts. The Dharma is indeed awe-inspiring, but can you still perform it? It’s not easy for you to cultivate, so hand over the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing, and I will give you a dignity.”
Xu Meidai sat down cross-legged on the golden fire lotus. The golden fire was so docile in front of her.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
The warrior with the number sixteen embroidered on his clothes quickly moved closer to An Zheng, and the iron drill in his hand emitted a cold and faint light. This is a young man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with a straight figure and a cold and arrogant face.
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
In less than a second, the two warriors were burned to ashes by the golden fire. This is like the fire of karma coming from hell. Anyone with sinful karma in their heart will be burned cleanly. The golden flame finally turned into a huge blooming lotus. The beautiful woman slowly fell down in mid-air, standing on top of the lotus fire with her bare feet.
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
Chen Shaobai raised his chin towards An Zheng, meaning to see how I was doing. An Zheng gave him a look that said nothing, and Chen Shaobai snorted and gestured with his middle finger.
Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
"Let me ask you a question."
Chen Shaobai raised his chin towards An Zheng, meaning to see how I was doing. An Zheng gave him a look that said nothing, and Chen Shaobai snorted and gestured with his middle finger.
Xu Meidai sat down cross-legged on the golden fire lotus. The golden fire was so docile in front of her.
"where?"
"Let me ask you a question."
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
Warrior Forty wanted to dodge, but the two meteors were so fast that he couldn't react at all. With two pops, the two meteors pierced his left and right arms respectively. Warrior Forty looked at it subconsciously and found that they were two short halberds.
"Put, pew!"
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
The moment Fighter 40 saw Fighter 27 being attacked, he rushed over to prepare for rescue, but his speed was still slower than Chen Shaobai's killing speed. His attention was all on Chen Shaobai, and he didn't notice the humanoid chariot-like Du Shoshou charging towards him. With a bang, Warrior Forty was knocked out, and two black streams of light fell in mid-air, one to the left and one to the right, coming like meteors.
"You... are so wanton and reckless in killing members of our Daxi Army, are you not afraid of our Daxi Army's attack?"
Sima Pingfeng's expression suddenly changed and his eyes flickered. He didn't know why An Zheng would ask such a question at this time, but he couldn't answer the question. What were your ideals when you first joined the army? How long have you struggled for that ideal
"The frozen land."
Sima Pingfeng's expression suddenly changed and his eyes flickered. He didn't know why An Zheng would ask such a question at this time, but he couldn't answer the question. What were your ideals when you first joined the army? How long have you struggled for that ideal
Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
Chen Shaobai turned the black sickle: "Fat man, let's go!"
Du Shoshou sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you bump your butt when you sat down just now? How about I rub it for you?"
"You two accompany me to a place."
"You have nothing to do with it... kill him!"
Warrior Forty failed to struggle out and only had time to close his eyes. Du Shoshou rushed over in a 720-degree spin, and sat heavily on the warrior's forty belly with his big ass.
"You have nothing to do with it... kill him!"
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
Du Shoshou sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you bump your butt when you sat down just now? How about I rub it for you?"
[Buddha's Wrath]
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
Sima Pingfeng waved his hand: "Kill him and get back the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart."
boom!
Xuanyue, the descendant of Longhu Mountain, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, fell to the ground, holding a folding fan in his hand and looking elegant. This is a woman who looks slightly androgynous. She looks dashing in men's clothes and charming in women's clothes. She stood there holding a folding fan, really looking like a handsome young lady. Her hair was tied up like a Taoist nun, and her long hair hung down on the back of her head, as straight as a black waterfall.
Just at the moment when Warrior Sixteen was about to approach An Zheng, a woman's soft moaning sound was suddenly heard. Immediately afterwards, a storm appeared in front of An Zheng. It was only a stone's throw away from An Zheng but had no impact on An Zheng. There was no warning before the storm appeared suddenly. The storm lifted the approaching warrior Shiliu into the air. The storm spiraled into a tornado, as if there were countless wind lines that could not be broken away and tightly entangled the warrior Shiliu.
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power was almost exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battle, he also used the ultra-forbidden technique Yuan Lei Tian Explosion, which consumes the power of cultivation. Now, facing five warriors and one Holy Domain Marshal, the probability of defeating them is almost zero.
An Zheng cupped his fists and returned the greeting: "Miss Xuan Yue."
After Xuan Yue landed, she glanced at An Zheng and raised her hands slightly to clasp her fists: "Mr. An."
"Put, pew!"
"Let me ask you a question."
Soon after Warrior Sixteen took off, those wind lines began to tighten, and the thin lines were almost invisible to the naked eye, but it was precisely because of this extreme thinness that they were extremely sharp. The wind lines were like thousands of blades cutting down at the same time, cutting around the warrior sixteen times.
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
Warrior Sixteen was the first to take action, and the iron drill turned into a stream of light and stabbed An's throat.
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
Chen Shaobai turned the black sickle: "Fat man, let's go!"
After Xuan Yue landed, she glanced at An Zheng and raised her hands slightly to clasp her fists: "Mr. An."
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
Sima Pingfeng's expression suddenly changed and his eyes flickered. He didn't know why An Zheng would ask such a question at this time, but he couldn't answer the question. What were your ideals when you first joined the army? How long have you struggled for that ideal
Warrior Forty failed to struggle out and only had time to close his eyes. Du Shoshou rushed over in a 720-degree spin, and sat heavily on the warrior's forty belly with his big ass.
boom!
An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and took a breath: "Sit down and let me take my time."
Just at the moment when Warrior Sixteen was about to approach An Zheng, a woman's soft moaning sound was suddenly heard. Immediately afterwards, a storm appeared in front of An Zheng. It was only a stone's throw away from An Zheng but had no impact on An Zheng. There was no warning before the storm appeared suddenly. The storm lifted the approaching warrior Shiliu into the air. The storm spiraled into a tornado, as if there were countless wind lines that could not be broken away and tightly entangled the warrior Shiliu.
Warrior Forty wanted to dodge, but the two meteors were so fast that he couldn't react at all. With two pops, the two meteors pierced his left and right arms respectively. Warrior Forty looked at it subconsciously and found that they were two short halberds.
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
Soon after Warrior Sixteen took off, those wind lines began to tighten, and the thin lines were almost invisible to the naked eye, but it was precisely because of this extreme thinness that they were extremely sharp. The wind lines were like thousands of blades cutting down at the same time, cutting around the warrior sixteen times.
The body of the forty warrior hit the ground heavily, and his two arms were nailed to death by short halberds. When he was about to struggle out, his vision suddenly went dark. A huge meat ball-like thing in the sky spun down and hit him.
Warrior Forty failed to struggle out and only had time to close his eyes. Du Shoshou rushed over in a 720-degree spin, and sat heavily on the warrior's forty belly with his big ass.
In less than a second, the two warriors were burned to ashes by the golden fire. This is like the fire of karma coming from hell. Anyone with sinful karma in their heart will be burned cleanly. The golden flame finally turned into a huge blooming lotus. The beautiful woman slowly fell down in mid-air, standing on top of the lotus fire with her bare feet.
The warrior with the number sixteen embroidered on his clothes quickly moved closer to An Zheng, and the iron drill in his hand emitted a cold and faint light. This is a young man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with a straight figure and a cold and arrogant face.
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and took a breath: "Sit down and let me take my time."
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
Her two feet are enough to make people look at her. Even if you just sit there and stare at these feet all day, you will feel more and more beautiful as you look at them. There is a red rope tied to the white ankle, and there is a delicate bronze bell on it.
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
Du Shaoshou: "Oh..."
The moment the wind hit the ground, the strong wind blasting out in all directions swept away all the debris from Warrior Sixteen's body. With a bang, all flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body was gone, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing there, but his eyes were still turning, filled with horror and disbelief.
Sima Pingfeng responded and strode towards An Zheng.
"You two accompany me to a place."
The warrior sixteen fell to the ground, and the wind also fell to the ground.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
He rolled around An Zheng in a circle, sat down and smiled stupidly: "You can't roll far, what do you think we can do?"
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
The moment the wind hit the ground, the strong wind blasting out in all directions swept away all the debris from Warrior Sixteen's body. With a bang, all flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body was gone, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing there, but his eyes were still turning, filled with horror and disbelief.
Her two feet are enough to make people look at her. Even if you just sit there and stare at these feet all day, you will feel more and more beautiful as you look at them. There is a red rope tied to the white ankle, and there is a delicate bronze bell on it.
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
Xuanyue, the descendant of Longhu Mountain, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, fell to the ground, holding a folding fan in his hand and looking elegant. This is a woman who looks slightly androgynous. She looks dashing in men's clothes and charming in women's clothes. She stood there holding a folding fan, really looking like a handsome young lady. Her hair was tied up like a Taoist nun, and her long hair hung down on the back of her head, as straight as a black waterfall.
Just at the moment when Warrior Sixteen was about to approach An Zheng, a woman's soft moaning sound was suddenly heard. Immediately afterwards, a storm appeared in front of An Zheng. It was only a stone's throw away from An Zheng but had no impact on An Zheng. There was no warning before the storm appeared suddenly. The storm lifted the approaching warrior Shiliu into the air. The storm spiraled into a tornado, as if there were countless wind lines that could not be broken away and tightly entangled the warrior Shiliu.
Du Shoshou walked out of the waves, spitting the dirt in his mouth as he walked.
He pointed around, and several warriors slowly approached.
In addition to Fighter Sixteen, there are Fighter Twenty-Three, Fighter Twenty-seven, Fighter Eighteen, and Fighter Forty. A total of five warriors gathered around and blocked all An Zheng's escape routes.
If you look closely at her face, you will find that she is a woman with stunningly exquisite facial features. There is no flaw to be found on this face, it is flawless. She is the kind of woman who doesn't look very beautiful at first glance, but the more she looks at her, the more beautiful she becomes. It seems that her face is a treasure. The more she looks carefully, the more impeccable her beauty becomes.
Du Shoshou walked out of the waves, spitting the dirt in his mouth as he walked.
Du Shaoshou: "Okay."
After Xuan Yue landed, she glanced at An Zheng and raised her hands slightly to clasp her fists: "Mr. An."
puff!
At this moment, Sima Pingfeng suddenly took out something and crushed it. With a bang, a cloud of black mist exploded, followed by a ray of purple light that rushed towards the west. It was a teleportation weapon, and it took Sima Pingfeng to escape quickly.
The warrior sixteen fell to the ground, and the wind also fell to the ground.
"Let me ask you a question."
Sima Pingfeng continued to retreat, feeling frustrated for the first time that he was unable to kill the enemy. Everyone on the opposite side can compete with him. Among them, Xu Meidai's strength can even crush him. How can he fight such an opponent? He can no longer defeat Xu Meidai, Longhushan Xuanyue, and An Zheng's two friends. If this battle continues, there will be no chance of death.
In less than a second, the two warriors were burned to ashes by the golden fire. This is like the fire of karma coming from hell. Anyone with sinful karma in their heart will be burned cleanly. The golden flame finally turned into a huge blooming lotus. The beautiful woman slowly fell down in mid-air, standing on top of the lotus fire with her bare feet.
An Zheng: "Can you please go away."
The moment the wind hit the ground, the strong wind blasting out in all directions swept away all the debris from Warrior Sixteen's body. With a bang, all flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body was gone, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing there, but his eyes were still turning, filled with horror and disbelief.
An Zheng cupped his fists and returned the greeting: "Miss Xuan Yue."
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
"where?"
At this moment, a huge black sickle spun and flew over from a distance, instantly visible. Fighter Twenty-Seven sensed the danger behind him and turned around quickly, stabbing out the iron drill like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. With a clang, the iron drill and the black sickle collided together, and the whirling sickle cut the iron drill into many pieces like slices.
puff!
Immediately afterwards, a stream of black energy appeared from behind Fighter Twenty-Seven. The black energy spread silently from behind and quickly penetrated into Fighter Twenty-Seven's facial features. Less than a second after the black energy entered Twenty-Seven's body, Twenty-Seven spit out a large mouthful of blood. There was a lot of stuff like minced meat in the blood, as if the internal organs were severely damaged.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of black energy appeared from behind Fighter Twenty-Seven. The black energy spread silently from behind and quickly penetrated into Fighter Twenty-Seven's facial features. Less than a second after the black energy entered Twenty-Seven's body, Twenty-Seven spit out a large mouthful of blood. There was a lot of stuff like minced meat in the blood, as if the internal organs were severely damaged.
Sima Pingfeng responded and strode towards An Zheng.
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
puff!
[Buddha's Wrath]
Sima Pingfeng took a few steps back, his face turning a little pale.
Black energy came out of Warrior Twenty-Seven's heart, cutting off his heart veins. Fighter Twenty-Seven's knees weakened and he fell to the ground with a plop. He looked in front of him in disbelief and saw the handsome young man in white brocade clothes walking towards him, carrying the huge black scythe on his shoulder with a devilish smile on his face.
Du Shaoshou: "Oh..."
The moment Fighter 40 saw Fighter 27 being attacked, he rushed over to prepare for rescue, but his speed was still slower than Chen Shaobai's killing speed. His attention was all on Chen Shaobai, and he didn't notice the humanoid chariot-like Du Shoshou charging towards him. With a bang, Warrior Forty was knocked out, and two black streams of light fell in mid-air, one to the left and one to the right, coming like meteors.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of black energy appeared from behind Fighter Twenty-Seven. The black energy spread silently from behind and quickly penetrated into Fighter Twenty-Seven's facial features. Less than a second after the black energy entered Twenty-Seven's body, Twenty-Seven spit out a large mouthful of blood. There was a lot of stuff like minced meat in the blood, as if the internal organs were severely damaged.
"Put, pew!"
He rolled around An Zheng in a circle, sat down and smiled stupidly: "You can't roll far, what do you think we can do?"
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
Chen Shaobai raised his chin towards An Zheng, meaning to see how I was doing. An Zheng gave him a look that said nothing, and Chen Shaobai snorted and gestured with his middle finger.
Warrior Forty wanted to dodge, but the two meteors were so fast that he couldn't react at all. With two pops, the two meteors pierced his left and right arms respectively. Warrior Forty looked at it subconsciously and found that they were two short halberds.
Sima Pingfeng continued to retreat, feeling frustrated for the first time that he was unable to kill the enemy. Everyone on the opposite side can compete with him. Among them, Xu Meidai's strength can even crush him. How can he fight such an opponent? He can no longer defeat Xu Meidai, Longhushan Xuanyue, and An Zheng's two friends. If this battle continues, there will be no chance of death.
The moment Fighter 40 saw Fighter 27 being attacked, he rushed over to prepare for rescue, but his speed was still slower than Chen Shaobai's killing speed. His attention was all on Chen Shaobai, and he didn't notice the humanoid chariot-like Du Shoshou charging towards him. With a bang, Warrior Forty was knocked out, and two black streams of light fell in mid-air, one to the left and one to the right, coming like meteors.
Xuanyue, the descendant of Longhu Mountain, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, fell to the ground, holding a folding fan in his hand and looking elegant. This is a woman who looks slightly androgynous. She looks dashing in men's clothes and charming in women's clothes. She stood there holding a folding fan, really looking like a handsome young lady. Her hair was tied up like a Taoist nun, and her long hair hung down on the back of her head, as straight as a black waterfall.
"You have nothing to do with it... kill him!"
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
"You two accompany me to a place."
puff!
Warrior Forty wanted to dodge, but the two meteors were so fast that he couldn't react at all. With two pops, the two meteors pierced his left and right arms respectively. Warrior Forty looked at it subconsciously and found that they were two short halberds.
At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power was almost exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battle, he also used the ultra-forbidden technique Yuan Lei Tian Explosion, which consumes the power of cultivation. Now, facing five warriors and one Holy Domain Marshal, the probability of defeating them is almost zero.
Sima Pingfeng responded and strode towards An Zheng.
boom!
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
"The frozen land."
"The frozen land."
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
Sima Pingfeng sensed that something was not going well and ordered Warriors 18 and 23 to retreat quickly. The two warriors quickly retreated towards Sima Pingfeng. An Zheng suddenly appeared. These helpers looked very powerful. Sima Pingfeng was worried that if all the warriors died, it would be difficult for him to deal with him alone.
The body of the forty warrior hit the ground heavily, and his two arms were nailed to death by short halberds. When he was about to struggle out, his vision suddenly went dark. A huge meat ball-like thing in the sky spun down and hit him.
The warrior with the number sixteen embroidered on his clothes quickly moved closer to An Zheng, and the iron drill in his hand emitted a cold and faint light. This is a young man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with a straight figure and a cold and arrogant face.
Sima Pingfeng sensed that something was not going well and ordered Warriors 18 and 23 to retreat quickly. The two warriors quickly retreated towards Sima Pingfeng. An Zheng suddenly appeared. These helpers looked very powerful. Sima Pingfeng was worried that if all the warriors died, it would be difficult for him to deal with him alone.
At this moment, Sima Pingfeng suddenly took out something and crushed it. With a bang, a cloud of black mist exploded, followed by a ray of purple light that rushed towards the west. It was a teleportation weapon, and it took Sima Pingfeng to escape quickly.
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
He pointed around, and several warriors slowly approached.
Warrior Forty failed to struggle out and only had time to close his eyes. Du Shoshou rushed over in a 720-degree spin, and sat heavily on the warrior's forty belly with his big ass.
Her two feet are enough to make people look at her. Even if you just sit there and stare at these feet all day, you will feel more and more beautiful as you look at them. There is a red rope tied to the white ankle, and there is a delicate bronze bell on it.
Xu Meidai sat down cross-legged on the golden fire lotus. The golden fire was so docile in front of her.
Warrior Forty failed to struggle out and only had time to close his eyes. Du Shoshou rushed over in a 720-degree spin, and sat heavily on the warrior's forty belly with his big ass.
Sima Pingfeng's expression suddenly changed and his eyes flickered. He didn't know why An Zheng would ask such a question at this time, but he couldn't answer the question. What were your ideals when you first joined the army? How long have you struggled for that ideal
An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and took a breath: "Sit down and let me take my time."
boom!
Du Shoshou sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you bump your butt when you sat down just now? How about I rub it for you?"
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
He rolled around An Zheng in a circle, sat down and smiled stupidly: "You can't roll far, what do you think we can do?"
Sima Pingfeng responded and strode towards An Zheng.
A large crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was directly smashed on the ground. With this blow, Warrior Forty was smashed into pieces, and no one could find where to go. Like a heavy bomb falling, waves of earth flew straight into the sky.
Chen Shaobai raised his chin towards An Zheng, meaning to see how I was doing. An Zheng gave him a look that said nothing, and Chen Shaobai snorted and gestured with his middle finger.
At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power was almost exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battle, he also used the ultra-forbidden technique Yuan Lei Tian Explosion, which consumes the power of cultivation. Now, facing five warriors and one Holy Domain Marshal, the probability of defeating them is almost zero.
Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
"Put, pew!"
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
Du Shaoshou: "Oh..."
Du Shoshou walked out of the waves, spitting the dirt in his mouth as he walked.
He rolled around An Zheng in a circle, sat down and smiled stupidly: "You can't roll far, what do you think we can do?"
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, a stream of black energy appeared from behind Fighter Twenty-Seven. The black energy spread silently from behind and quickly penetrated into Fighter Twenty-Seven's facial features. Less than a second after the black energy entered Twenty-Seven's body, Twenty-Seven spit out a large mouthful of blood. There was a lot of stuff like minced meat in the blood, as if the internal organs were severely damaged.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
In less than a second, the two warriors were burned to ashes by the golden fire. This is like the fire of karma coming from hell. Anyone with sinful karma in their heart will be burned cleanly. The golden flame finally turned into a huge blooming lotus. The beautiful woman slowly fell down in mid-air, standing on top of the lotus fire with her bare feet.
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
Immediately afterwards, a stream of black energy appeared from behind Fighter Twenty-Seven. The black energy spread silently from behind and quickly penetrated into Fighter Twenty-Seven's facial features. Less than a second after the black energy entered Twenty-Seven's body, Twenty-Seven spit out a large mouthful of blood. There was a lot of stuff like minced meat in the blood, as if the internal organs were severely damaged.
When he looked at An Zheng, his eyes were full of concern and he gave An Zheng a thumbs up gesture.
At this moment, a huge black sickle spun and flew over from a distance, instantly visible. Fighter Twenty-Seven sensed the danger behind him and turned around quickly, stabbing out the iron drill like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. With a clang, the iron drill and the black sickle collided together, and the whirling sickle cut the iron drill into many pieces like slices.
"where?"
Du Shoshou sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you bump your butt when you sat down just now? How about I rub it for you?"
Du Shouxiu spat: "Fuck you, I hate you officials the most. It's natural for you to kill, and it's treason for us to resist?"
At this moment, Sima Pingfeng suddenly took out something and crushed it. With a bang, a cloud of black mist exploded, followed by a ray of purple light that rushed towards the west. It was a teleportation weapon, and it took Sima Pingfeng to escape quickly.
An Zheng: "Can you put your fucking thumb up?"
puff!
"The frozen land."
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
Du Shaoshou: "Oh..."
An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and took a breath: "Sit down and let me take my time."
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
Sima Pingfeng sensed that something was not going well and ordered Warriors 18 and 23 to retreat quickly. The two warriors quickly retreated towards Sima Pingfeng. An Zheng suddenly appeared. These helpers looked very powerful. Sima Pingfeng was worried that if all the warriors died, it would be difficult for him to deal with him alone.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
Xuanyue, the descendant of Longhu Mountain, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, fell to the ground, holding a folding fan in his hand and looking elegant. This is a woman who looks slightly androgynous. She looks dashing in men's clothes and charming in women's clothes. She stood there holding a folding fan, really looking like a handsome young lady. Her hair was tied up like a Taoist nun, and her long hair hung down on the back of her head, as straight as a black waterfall.
In less than a second, the two warriors were burned to ashes by the golden fire. This is like the fire of karma coming from hell. Anyone with sinful karma in their heart will be burned cleanly. The golden flame finally turned into a huge blooming lotus. The beautiful woman slowly fell down in mid-air, standing on top of the lotus fire with her bare feet.
puff!
An Zheng: "Can you please go away."
Du Shoshou walked out of the waves, spitting the dirt in his mouth as he walked.
An Zheng: "Can you put your fucking thumb up?"
The warrior sixteen fell to the ground, and the wind also fell to the ground.
[Buddha's Wrath]
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
boom!
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
The moment Fighter 40 saw Fighter 27 being attacked, he rushed over to prepare for rescue, but his speed was still slower than Chen Shaobai's killing speed. His attention was all on Chen Shaobai, and he didn't notice the humanoid chariot-like Du Shoshou charging towards him. With a bang, Warrior Forty was knocked out, and two black streams of light fell in mid-air, one to the left and one to the right, coming like meteors.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
Soon after Warrior Sixteen took off, those wind lines began to tighten, and the thin lines were almost invisible to the naked eye, but it was precisely because of this extreme thinness that they were extremely sharp. The wind lines were like thousands of blades cutting down at the same time, cutting around the warrior sixteen times.
Xuanyue, the descendant of Longhu Mountain, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, fell to the ground, holding a folding fan in his hand and looking elegant. This is a woman who looks slightly androgynous. She looks dashing in men's clothes and charming in women's clothes. She stood there holding a folding fan, really looking like a handsome young lady. Her hair was tied up like a Taoist nun, and her long hair hung down on the back of her head, as straight as a black waterfall.
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
"You have nothing to do with it... kill him!"
Xu Meidai sat down cross-legged on the golden fire lotus. The golden fire was so docile in front of her.
"You two accompany me to a place."
In less than a second, the two warriors were burned to ashes by the golden fire. This is like the fire of karma coming from hell. Anyone with sinful karma in their heart will be burned cleanly. The golden flame finally turned into a huge blooming lotus. The beautiful woman slowly fell down in mid-air, standing on top of the lotus fire with her bare feet.
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
Du Shaoshou: "Oh..."
The moment the wind hit the ground, the strong wind blasting out in all directions swept away all the debris from Warrior Sixteen's body. With a bang, all flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body was gone, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing there, but his eyes were still turning, filled with horror and disbelief.
Du Shaoshou: "Oh..."
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power was almost exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battle, he also used the ultra-forbidden technique Yuan Lei Tian Explosion, which consumes the power of cultivation. Now, facing five warriors and one Holy Domain Marshal, the probability of defeating them is almost zero.
Chen Wunuo glanced at the fallen Emperor Zhuo Qing, then looked at An Zheng who collected Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Ask him to hand over Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." The blood of my veins, and then kill him. I am tired and want to return to Jinling City first. "
The warrior sixteen fell to the ground, and the wind also fell to the ground.
Her two feet are enough to make people look at her. Even if you just sit there and stare at these feet all day, you will feel more and more beautiful as you look at them. There is a red rope tied to the white ankle, and there is a delicate bronze bell on it.
boom!
Du Shaoshou: "Oh..."
Du Shouxiu spat: "Fuck you, I hate you officials the most. It's natural for you to kill, and it's treason for us to resist?"
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
Xu Meidai sat down cross-legged on the golden fire lotus. The golden fire was so docile in front of her.
[Buddha's Wrath]
An Zheng: "Can you put your fucking thumb up?"
Chen Shaobai raised his chin towards An Zheng, meaning to see how I was doing. An Zheng gave him a look that said nothing, and Chen Shaobai snorted and gestured with his middle finger.
The warrior with the number sixteen embroidered on his clothes quickly moved closer to An Zheng, and the iron drill in his hand emitted a cold and faint light. This is a young man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with a straight figure and a cold and arrogant face.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of black energy appeared from behind Fighter Twenty-Seven. The black energy spread silently from behind and quickly penetrated into Fighter Twenty-Seven's facial features. Less than a second after the black energy entered Twenty-Seven's body, Twenty-Seven spit out a large mouthful of blood. There was a lot of stuff like minced meat in the blood, as if the internal organs were severely damaged.
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
Sima Pingfeng took a few steps back, his face turning a little pale.
Sima Pingfeng sensed that something was not going well and ordered Warriors 18 and 23 to retreat quickly. The two warriors quickly retreated towards Sima Pingfeng. An Zheng suddenly appeared. These helpers looked very powerful. Sima Pingfeng was worried that if all the warriors died, it would be difficult for him to deal with him alone.
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
Just at the moment when Warrior Sixteen was about to approach An Zheng, a woman's soft moaning sound was suddenly heard. Immediately afterwards, a storm appeared in front of An Zheng. It was only a stone's throw away from An Zheng but had no impact on An Zheng. There was no warning before the storm appeared suddenly. The storm lifted the approaching warrior Shiliu into the air. The storm spiraled into a tornado, as if there were countless wind lines that could not be broken away and tightly entangled the warrior Shiliu.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
Warrior Sixteen was the first to take action, and the iron drill turned into a stream of light and stabbed An's throat.
puff!
If you look closely at her face, you will find that she is a woman with stunningly exquisite facial features. There is no flaw to be found on this face, it is flawless. She is the kind of woman who doesn't look very beautiful at first glance, but the more she looks at her, the more beautiful she becomes. It seems that her face is a treasure. The more she looks carefully, the more impeccable her beauty becomes.
"You... are so wanton and reckless in killing members of our Daxi Army, are you not afraid of our Daxi Army's attack?"
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
[Buddha's Wrath]
"Put, pew!"
Du Shouxiu spat: "Fuck you, I hate you officials the most. It's natural for you to kill, and it's treason for us to resist?"
boom!
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
Xu Meidai sat down cross-legged on the golden fire lotus. The golden fire was so docile in front of her.
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
Her two feet are enough to make people look at her. Even if you just sit there and stare at these feet all day, you will feel more and more beautiful as you look at them. There is a red rope tied to the white ankle, and there is a delicate bronze bell on it.
"The frozen land."
"Coward."
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
Sima Pingfeng continued to retreat, feeling frustrated for the first time that he was unable to kill the enemy. Everyone on the opposite side can compete with him. Among them, Xu Meidai's strength can even crush him. How can he fight such an opponent? He can no longer defeat Xu Meidai, Longhushan Xuanyue, and An Zheng's two friends. If this battle continues, there will be no chance of death.
Chen Shaobai turned the black sickle: "Fat man, let's go!"
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
"Let me ask you a question."
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
"Coward."
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
boom!
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
Sima Pingfeng took a few steps back, his face turning a little pale.
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and took a breath: "Sit down and let me take my time."
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
Chen Shaobai: "What are you talking about? Kill him."
Warrior Sixteen was the first to take action, and the iron drill turned into a stream of light and stabbed An's throat.
Warrior Forty failed to struggle out and only had time to close his eyes. Du Shoshou rushed over in a 720-degree spin, and sat heavily on the warrior's forty belly with his big ass.
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
Du Shoshou walked out of the waves, spitting the dirt in his mouth as he walked.
A large crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was directly smashed on the ground. With this blow, Warrior Forty was smashed into pieces, and no one could find where to go. Like a heavy bomb falling, waves of earth flew straight into the sky.
A plain voice appeared, slightly hoarse, but very gentle and pleasant. However, the Buddha's wrath that descended from the Nine Heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames rushed down from the sky like a waterfall, and quickly swallowed up the two warriors Eighteen and Twenty-three. Among the flowing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotuses blooming one after another.
Sima Pingfeng's expression suddenly changed and his eyes flickered. He didn't know why An Zheng would ask such a question at this time, but he couldn't answer the question. What were your ideals when you first joined the army? How long have you struggled for that ideal
Warrior Sixteen was the first to take action, and the iron drill turned into a stream of light and stabbed An's throat.
In addition to Fighter Sixteen, there are Fighter Twenty-Three, Fighter Twenty-seven, Fighter Eighteen, and Fighter Forty. A total of five warriors gathered around and blocked all An Zheng's escape routes.
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
Chen Shaobai turned the black sickle: "Fat man, let's go!"
Chen Shaobai raised his chin towards An Zheng, meaning to see how I was doing. An Zheng gave him a look that said nothing, and Chen Shaobai snorted and gestured with his middle finger.
[The Great Road is Changfeng]
"You have nothing to do with it... kill him!"
Sima Pingfeng's expression suddenly changed and his eyes flickered. He didn't know why An Zheng would ask such a question at this time, but he couldn't answer the question. What were your ideals when you first joined the army? How long have you struggled for that ideal
At this moment, Sima Pingfeng suddenly took out something and crushed it. With a bang, a cloud of black mist exploded, followed by a ray of purple light that rushed towards the west. It was a teleportation weapon, and it took Sima Pingfeng to escape quickly.
"You have nothing to do with it... kill him!"
"You... are so wanton and reckless in killing members of our Daxi Army, are you not afraid of our Daxi Army's attack?"
"Coward."
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
When he looked at An Zheng, his eyes were full of concern and he gave An Zheng a thumbs up gesture.
boom!
Du Shoshou sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you bump your butt when you sat down just now? How about I rub it for you?"
Du Shoshou pulled out two short halberds: "Let's do it."
An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and took a breath: "Sit down and let me take my time."
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
But An Zheng didn't seem worried at all, and watched the warriors approaching him with a calm expression.
An Zheng: "Can you please go away."
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
An Zheng: "Can you please go away."
Du Shaoshou: "Okay."
"Coward."
A large crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was directly smashed on the ground. With this blow, Warrior Forty was smashed into pieces, and no one could find where to go. Like a heavy bomb falling, waves of earth flew straight into the sky.
"where?"
Du Shaoshou: "Okay."
[Buddha's Wrath]
Du Shoshou sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you bump your butt when you sat down just now? How about I rub it for you?"
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
He rolled around An Zheng in a circle, sat down and smiled stupidly: "You can't roll far, what do you think we can do?"
"You have nothing to do with it... kill him!"
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
boom!
"I'm tired and don't want to fight. You guys can fight."
At this moment, Sima Pingfeng suddenly took out something and crushed it. With a bang, a cloud of black mist exploded, followed by a ray of purple light that rushed towards the west. It was a teleportation weapon, and it took Sima Pingfeng to escape quickly.
At this moment, a huge black sickle spun and flew over from a distance, instantly visible. Fighter Twenty-Seven sensed the danger behind him and turned around quickly, stabbing out the iron drill like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. With a clang, the iron drill and the black sickle collided together, and the whirling sickle cut the iron drill into many pieces like slices.
An Zheng smiled with such relief that he could feel that the heart blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing in the space magic weapon was getting colder. Time was limited and he had to leave here as soon as possible.
Sima Pingfeng gave the order.
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
An Zheng shook his head: "I'm annoyed."
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
Soon after Warrior Sixteen took off, those wind lines began to tighten, and the thin lines were almost invisible to the naked eye, but it was precisely because of this extreme thinness that they were extremely sharp. The wind lines were like thousands of blades cutting down at the same time, cutting around the warrior sixteen times.
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
Black energy came out of Warrior Twenty-Seven's heart, cutting off his heart veins. Fighter Twenty-Seven's knees weakened and he fell to the ground with a plop. He looked in front of him in disbelief and saw the handsome young man in white brocade clothes walking towards him, carrying the huge black scythe on his shoulder with a devilish smile on his face.
"You two accompany me to a place."
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power was almost exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battle, he also used the ultra-forbidden technique Yuan Lei Tian Explosion, which consumes the power of cultivation. Now, facing five warriors and one Holy Domain Marshal, the probability of defeating them is almost zero.
"where?"
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
The moment Fighter 40 saw Fighter 27 being attacked, he rushed over to prepare for rescue, but his speed was still slower than Chen Shaobai's killing speed. His attention was all on Chen Shaobai, and he didn't notice the humanoid chariot-like Du Shoshou charging towards him. With a bang, Warrior Forty was knocked out, and two black streams of light fell in mid-air, one to the left and one to the right, coming like meteors.
An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"
In less than a second, the two warriors were burned to ashes by the golden fire. This is like the fire of karma coming from hell. Anyone with sinful karma in their heart will be burned cleanly. The golden flame finally turned into a huge blooming lotus. The beautiful woman slowly fell down in mid-air, standing on top of the lotus fire with her bare feet.
"You have no way out. Come back to Daxi with me and continue working for His Majesty."
An Zheng cupped his fists and returned the greeting: "Miss Xuan Yue."
Just at the moment when Warrior Sixteen was about to approach An Zheng, a woman's soft moaning sound was suddenly heard. Immediately afterwards, a storm appeared in front of An Zheng. It was only a stone's throw away from An Zheng but had no impact on An Zheng. There was no warning before the storm appeared suddenly. The storm lifted the approaching warrior Shiliu into the air. The storm spiraled into a tornado, as if there were countless wind lines that could not be broken away and tightly entangled the warrior Shiliu.
He rolled around An Zheng in a circle, sat down and smiled stupidly: "You can't roll far, what do you think we can do?"
"The frozen land."
In just a few seconds, Warrior Sixteen's body was already cut into pieces when he landed on the ground. From head to toe, the body is intact. The wind lines were too thin and too dense, so the cuts were shocking. It seemed that the flesh and blood on Warrior Sixteen's body had been cut into countless extremely thin pieces, each piece almost transparent.
A large crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was directly smashed on the ground. With this blow, Warrior Forty was smashed into pieces, and no one could find where to go. Like a heavy bomb falling, waves of earth flew straight into the sky.
At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power was almost exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battle, he also used the ultra-forbidden technique Yuan Lei Tian Explosion, which consumes the power of cultivation. Now, facing five warriors and one Holy Domain Marshal, the probability of defeating them is almost zero.
"Put, pew!"